When I write these musings, or send prayer petitions, I know that I am sometimes unclear. When I do realize that, I try to clean it up—add words, or remove some, or just delete and try again.
I want to explain well.
I want you to understand my words well.
Yet John, in his Gospel, just spills things out.
He didn’t reread chapter one and realize that Marcos wasn’t going to grab that, “in the beginning” God was already there. What had happened before the beginning so that God could arrive on the scene? John left that part out.
Then he wrote that, “the Word was with God and the Word was God.”
C’mon Johnny boy, everyone knows that that makes absolutely no sense. Which was it, was He God, or was he somebody with God? You can’t have your cake and eat it too!
He tells us (1.9) that, “the true light… was coming into the world.”
Next line: “He was in the world.”
Make up your mind, Johnny, was He here, or was He not there?
John writes so simply, yet it reads so profoundly.
The power of the Word.
The amazing, incomparable, absolute power of God’s Word.